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Disturbing News And Then Some
Listening: One last ...
Disturbing News And Then Some
Listening: One last cry, before I leave it all behind. I’ve gotta put you outta my mind this time, stop living a lie. I guess I’m down to my last cry.
So I guess this is my first time blogging about any real medical news that I have. See, I have recently been diagnosed with a rare neurological disorder. I'm not exactly sure when it happened or how it happened, but somehow, either through a stroke or by getting knocked in the head by something at some point in my life, I have damaged a bit of my right frontal lobe of my brain. It has left me with a bit of a neurological disorder that's really hard to describe. You can read about it here and here.
All joking aside, life is going perfectly fine. I bought three new pairs of boxers to replace some pairs that have overstretched waist bands that nearly fall off my ass, so how bad could life be? Everyone needs something near their nads, and if it isn't a fantastic woman, it might as well be a comfy pair of drawls, no? There is a bit of a twist though. I strayed from my normal plaid boxer M.O. and bought one pair of striped. I'm a rebel, aren't I? I'm sure that you don't really want to hear about my drawls, so I'll move on.
Last night I went to see New Edition and Brian McKnight with Ebonically Linguistic at the Harborli.. Fleet Bost... Bank of America Pavillion. When I was a kid, I really liked New Edition as well as the bands/artists that came out of New Edition like Bobby Brown and Bell Biv Devoe. When we sat down in our seats, I was sandwiched between Ebonically Linguistic and a rather sizable black man. Think Reuben Stoddard after about ten too many reubens. This was a big man. At first, I was a little bit uncomfortable, because I felt like he was crowding me. However once the opening act went on and we were both heckling this guy rather vocally, we bonded.
For the rest of the concert, we bonded. He knew all of the words to all of the songs, and it was awesome. We (Ebonically Linguistic, the big black man and his big black girlfriend and I) were up on our feet dancing and singing the songs. This guy really made the concert that much better. He was a really cool guy.
The concert itself was awesome. New Edition replaced Bobby Brown with Johnny Gill, but they still didn't miss a beat. They played all of the songs that I wanted to hear, including "Candy Girl," "Cool It Now," "Mr. Telephone Man," and "If It Isn't Love." In addition to that they finished off their part of the concert with Bell Biv Devoe's "Poison." You don't know how good life can get until you hear Ricky sing, "Never trust a big butt and a smile." Heh heh heh. I love that line.
Not only did they sing theses songs, but they were also rocking the group choreography. It was as if they hadn't grown up. It was as if we were back in the late eighties or early nineties. I presume that this is what my parents experience when they see the Four Tops or The Temptations live. It's that nostalgia from your past that makes you go, "yeah, man!" I don't think that it would have been the same if they were just running around the stage singing. The choreography was key. It added energy and flair to their performance.
Brian McKnight was good as well, though he was much more chilled out and "drop ya drawlz," if you will. He played my favorite three songs, "Anytime," "The Only One For Me," and "Back At One." He had an electric set and an acoustic set. Both were equally good. The man has a voice like buttah and the performance reaffirmed my belief that Brian McKnight is the Barry White of my generation.
Tonight was a chill night for me. I had no plans, so I cleaned up my room, did my laundry, got take out sushi and watched television. It was a rare night for me. The funny thing was that I was at home alone for most of it. The roomies didn't get back until after ten. It's rare for me to come home and not have anyone home. I didn't mind it at all, but it was just weird. I go for days and days without having a real conversation with any of them. It's strange living like that. It would be one thing if I were living with complete strangers. Then, I wouldn't care whether I saw or talked to them at all anyways. I figured that if I lived with my friends, I would see and talk to them much more than I do. I guess I just work too much. It's all in the name of my own restaurant though.
Anyways, it's late. I need to get to sleep. I haven't been getting nearly as much rest as I should lately. My eyes hurt now. I think I'll give them a rest.
Disturbing News And Then Some
Listening: One last cry, before I leave it all behind. I’ve gotta put you outta my mind this time, stop living a lie. I guess I’m down to my last cry.
So I guess this is my first time blogging about any real medical news that I have. See, I have recently been diagnosed with a rare neurological disorder. I'm not exactly sure when it happened or how it happened, but somehow, either through a stroke or by getting knocked in the head by something at some point in my life, I have damaged a bit of my right frontal lobe of my brain. It has left me with a bit of a neurological disorder that's really hard to describe. You can read about it here and here.
All joking aside, life is going perfectly fine. I bought three new pairs of boxers to replace some pairs that have overstretched waist bands that nearly fall off my ass, so how bad could life be? Everyone needs something near their nads, and if it isn't a fantastic woman, it might as well be a comfy pair of drawls, no? There is a bit of a twist though. I strayed from my normal plaid boxer M.O. and bought one pair of striped. I'm a rebel, aren't I? I'm sure that you don't really want to hear about my drawls, so I'll move on.
Last night I went to see New Edition and Brian McKnight with Ebonically Linguistic at the Harborli.. Fleet Bost... Bank of America Pavillion. When I was a kid, I really liked New Edition as well as the bands/artists that came out of New Edition like Bobby Brown and Bell Biv Devoe. When we sat down in our seats, I was sandwiched between Ebonically Linguistic and a rather sizable black man. Think Reuben Stoddard after about ten too many reubens. This was a big man. At first, I was a little bit uncomfortable, because I felt like he was crowding me. However once the opening act went on and we were both heckling this guy rather vocally, we bonded.
For the rest of the concert, we bonded. He knew all of the words to all of the songs, and it was awesome. We (Ebonically Linguistic, the big black man and his big black girlfriend and I) were up on our feet dancing and singing the songs. This guy really made the concert that much better. He was a really cool guy.
The concert itself was awesome. New Edition replaced Bobby Brown with Johnny Gill, but they still didn't miss a beat. They played all of the songs that I wanted to hear, including "Candy Girl," "Cool It Now," "Mr. Telephone Man," and "If It Isn't Love." In addition to that they finished off their part of the concert with Bell Biv Devoe's "Poison." You don't know how good life can get until you hear Ricky sing, "Never trust a big butt and a smile." Heh heh heh. I love that line.
Not only did they sing theses songs, but they were also rocking the group choreography. It was as if they hadn't grown up. It was as if we were back in the late eighties or early nineties. I presume that this is what my parents experience when they see the Four Tops or The Temptations live. It's that nostalgia from your past that makes you go, "yeah, man!" I don't think that it would have been the same if they were just running around the stage singing. The choreography was key. It added energy and flair to their performance.
Brian McKnight was good as well, though he was much more chilled out and "drop ya drawlz," if you will. He played my favorite three songs, "Anytime," "The Only One For Me," and "Back At One." He had an electric set and an acoustic set. Both were equally good. The man has a voice like buttah and the performance reaffirmed my belief that Brian McKnight is the Barry White of my generation.
Tonight was a chill night for me. I had no plans, so I cleaned up my room, did my laundry, got take out sushi and watched television. It was a rare night for me. The funny thing was that I was at home alone for most of it. The roomies didn't get back until after ten. It's rare for me to come home and not have anyone home. I didn't mind it at all, but it was just weird. I go for days and days without having a real conversation with any of them. It's strange living like that. It would be one thing if I were living with complete strangers. Then, I wouldn't care whether I saw or talked to them at all anyways. I figured that if I lived with my friends, I would see and talk to them much more than I do. I guess I just work too much. It's all in the name of my own restaurant though.
Anyways, it's late. I need to get to sleep. I haven't been getting nearly as much rest as I should lately. My eyes hurt now. I think I'll give them a rest.
